Mazda, get a f**king grip. You were NOT HELPING her in any way; ti_shing has done nothing but cause trouble on this board since she joined. And Miranda did nothing to you, she didn't even insult you and yet you're acting like your ego's been popped like a balloon. You want to leave, fine, don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out!

I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!

You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!

I hate it when dogs do that. Especially the shrill dogs. X_X Our neighbors have a yippy shi.tzu.

I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!

You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!

^ Gawd, I feel your pain. (A neighbor of ours have a shrill dog :P) But my dog is a big 3 year old (He turned 3 october 24) Yellow lab. (Dont ask where we got the name shiloh.) Hes just plain loud. He barks 24/7 and bumps into my arm when Im on the computer. He keeps on and keeps on. It turns out when he bumps into my arm, he wants a belly scratch :P. (And he keeps barking this very moment.) Man, my ears hurt so badly.

Rub his belly! I think he's an incarnation of the Buddha statue; they love their stomachs rubbed. XD

I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!

You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!

I'm so sick and tired of boys!
It's ridiculous.
And being the hypcrite I am, I feel so weird, knowing I won't see the two boys I reeeeally like for a looong time (one more week...)
I'm dying...
Tyler must call me.
But he won't, because he just wont.
So I'll be all alone
With no friends to talk to
I would be happy if I had Scott's number.
But noooooo.
I'm too afraid to ask.
Grr.
I.
Hate.
What.
Boys.
Do.
To.
You.